Lisbel and Jason were married in October and had a fun wedding out in Queens. The weather was absolutely gorgeous the whole day…until we reached the Botanical Gardens. For the 30 minutes we were there, it began raining. We, of course, made it work and popped open a bunch of umbrellas for some super cute shots!
So, this wedding happened in July. JULY! And I am just now getting around to blogging about it. Shameful…
Amanda and Ray got married back in July up in the Bronx. It was a little hard to get to from Brooklyn, but somehow me and my directionally challenged ways managed to get there on time. With the help of Missy and google maps.
I started at the groom’s house to photograph the guys getting ready and I rode in the limo with them to the venue. On the way, one of the groomsmen (who shall remain nameless) started whistling at a girl walking down the street. Out of the open window, he asked her if she’d want to be his date for the wedding. Laughing, the rest of the guys grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back into the limo. What followed were many crude (but funny) jokes regarding the sizes of all their manhood. Oh, how I love my job! =0)
So, we arrive to the ceremony and during the portraits before, I make a comment about how Anonymous Groomsman was hitting on random women. At this point, all the groomsmen give me huge eyes…you know the eyes I’m talking about. The “Shut up” eyes. And one of them leans over to me and points to his girlfriend a few yards away. I was pretty sure she didn’t hear anything, but for all I knew her mother or best friend could have been standing next to me.
I cleared my throat. “Oh, I didn’t mean it was HIM hitting on women. It was, uh…” and as I looked at all the groomsmen, I realized they were all married or taken. There was no one else to blame it on except “Me. Yes, it was me. I was trying to pin it on the guys, but wow…er…she was so fine. I couldn’t help myself. Me and my lesbian ways.”
All the guys hollered in laughter. Several fell to the ground laughing. I’m not sure what was funnier–me trying to cover up my blunder…or me as a lesbian. Needless to say, my gratuity that night was fortiful. And it wasn’t necessarily from the bride and groom!
Julia and Patrick are such a beautiful couple. We met at The Boathouse in Central Park on one of the sunniest and hottest days of this summer. Truly…all three of us were sweating and close to heatstroke. Ok, maybe not really with the latter, but still…it was hot.
Julia and Patrick are both from Louisiana originally and met after they each had moved up here to New York. Hence the reason they had such specific places in mind for their portraits. But in Julia’s hometown in LA, engagement announcements for the papers are only supposed be portraits of the bride. So we took images specifically of just Julia, who despite her CLAIMS about feeling awkward in front of the camera, was a gorgeous model.